Time To Unwind
10-09-2020, 12:05 PM
Skælingr continued to work the clay before centering it in the middle of his workspace. Taking his paw he curled his toes and pressed it into the center of the sphere, slowly working his paw out from the middle to the sides to make a rough bowl shape. Then taking his paw pads he dipped his paw into a bit of water and began to sculpt the clay into a bowl shape. "Oh? Well, I highly recommend hobbies. It's a nice break in the regular routine of survival." With the bowl done he'd need to actually get the fire going. He dug about in the bundles on his travois and pulled out a chunk of flint which he set on the fire ring. He then grabbed a piece of steel. He set one paw on the flint to hold it steady. Then, with the steel in his teeth, he twisted his head sharply so that the steel struck against the flint. He did this several times, pausing to adjust the steel in his teeth until at last the kindling caught a spark and slowly grew into a small flame. Skælingr gently maneuvered the stick onto the fire so the rest of the kindling could catch. He turned to the girl who introduced herself as Pestilence and thought for a moment about her request. "Fix the steel? Is it that they're getting dull? If so there are ways to sharpen them. If they're bent that would be a bit more complicated." It would be difficult to get a fire hot enough to fully shape the metal. "Speech" |